A Hungry Mob Is An Angry Mob.

Don't Shed No Tears, No Woman, No Cry.

All Dese Governments And Dis This And That, These People That Say They're Here To Help, Why Them Say You Cannot Smoke The Herb? Herb... Herb Is A Plant, You Know? And When Me Check It, Me Can't Find No Reason. All Them Say Is, 'it Make You Rebel'. Against What?

I Shot The Sheriff, But I Didn't Shoot No Deputy.

The Hotter The Battle The Sweeter The Victory.

In Their Presence, There's No Need For Continuous Conversation, But You Find You're Quite Content In Just Having Them Nearby.